The Boy in the Well part 2

Oh, voice I can't hear you anymore
I've grown older, and I can't sleep in the dark without crying

And I've been, waiting for spring, the church bells continue to ring
And the birds chirp wildly like tiny explosions in the sky

I feel the rope slide through my hands, it's not that I gave up
But I can't understand, why it is leaving, and I can't stop it

The bucket is pulled from the water, and I scream
"Please leave me my only, savior that's left in my life"

And now I hear another voice

Chorus:
Girl: "Who's down there? I can hear you, speak out your name!"
Boy: "Please, please help me I don't remember anything"
Girl: "My mother is calling me to come home"
Boy: "Please don't leave me, I am so lonesome I could cry"

And I beat my fists into the stones, and I begin sinking
My lungs have no breaths to loan
And I'm screaming, "oh voice you promised more than this!"

And I hear her, a laughter from the shafts of light
Girl: "I'm coming, to help you now, you'll be alright"
And a bucket of flowers slowly comes down from the light

And I can smell the scent of mother earth
In all her beauty, the pollen grasps onto my nose
And I cry, a hand comes down in the well

And I take it, and I'm pulled up into the air
I'm still shaking, winters grip still hasn't let go of me
And my pale skin is painted by sunlight

Girl: "Are you alright?"

Chorus:
Girl: "Why were you so far down in that well?"
And I tripped on the grass and I fell
To the ground, and rolled in the sunlight
I was alive, oh voice will I ever hear you again?